Suddenly, the tranquil underground seemed to be stirred by a mysterious and powerful force, and the Netherworld Spring began to boil uncontrollably.
Scalding bubbles rose continuously from the spring's bottom, popping with a "gurgling" sound, as the rolling hot steam spread, carrying a pungent sulfur smell, making the surrounding air hot and sticky.
On the inky black, tumultuous water surface, a Third Rank Black Lotus slowly blossomed.
Every petal of this Black Lotus was enormous, densely covered with reversed Brahma script of the Diamond Sutra.
The Brahma script flickered with an eerie glow, as if proclaiming distorted Buddhist principles, blending with the surrounding darkness, yet exuding a chilling sinister aura.
The old demon of Black Mountain walked barefoot, his expression stern, stepping slowly onto the lotus step by step.
His three thousand strands of silver hair cascaded like waterfalls, each strand shimmering with a cold light, as if formed from ice and snow.
